[Redman] come!!!!! [Marley] Play this song on your fuckin radio, this song on your fuckin radio [Verse 1: Method Oh no, flow lyrica forty fo' If it gets deep, jump in feet first then yo' nose I'm a beast when you step on my toe you my whistle Checkin 'em hoe, you see my lettin it go I couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly 'gon do ya Time to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr. So selecta, come it, awww shit it Now y'all done did it, supper ready come get it Now who stop me block me pop lock me knock me Jamaica posse most high Selassie willin, another sound boy killin I'm hot bitch I catch cold or catch feelings The truth be the ghetto And Def Jam know the Meth Man take care of his fam what y'all better do Examine our we plannin to win Worldwide the people we be jammin again 2: Redman] Make way for Hammond Got more hoes grand canyon I, dig 'em out tie 'em up for randsome I, at your feet make you start dancin I'm pissin on your where ya campin got the ziplock from Ziggy When the zig zag roll rip your zip code Got bitches fucked up off the I tip toe, then till they bend over (There I go) Aiyyo I got a mo ped in Jamaica on twenties (Blaow!) Look out, in the air (Blaow!) guns in the air No it's Tiger Bone to get it crackin Aiyyo dread or wrong I'm a sinner, winner of the underground Eat dinner, in of Bob Marley pin up [Chorus: I don't care about your bling bling Over here we let them things BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! it up BLAOW!!! give it up I care about your bling bling bling Over here we let them things BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! One time BLAOW!!! give it to me BLAOW!!! it up 3: Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley] I neva wonda why so much reach ya And dem a wonda how so conquer feature Blunt dem so big a must a Bob and Peter Teach it like a teacher it like a preacher Put you in a Pussy couldn't style mi up plus no achieve Gimme di rizla gimme di and a sensimillia Gimme di chunks di cup and a couple senorita Jr. Gong di veteran a trouble mi reach ya DJ fi fi fan dem inna and di bleacha off on di metah , you best believe yah Babylon a smell and couldn't get mi neitha Well since a likkle ghetto yute dem get di crippled So mi know seh babylon dem a go get a Everytime when we hear some politician a di big ting promote I'm right there wid di clip in So just now yuh flip yuh likkle flippin lippin Got a big five it's trigga finga lickin Then mi buck up yuh face so far yuh don't what's happenin Dem wonderin how yuh get so slim like yuh fat and go gym Get mi girl mi cabin and mi cabin stabbin It is dappin slappin it is non stoppin Hey! No caan cook inna mi kitchen If a gal try dat she's a dead Well woman a tear off mi pants dreadlocks inna di benz and have recline switchin If a bwoy nuh like dat him may end up Rastafari dun tell yuh but yuh listen [Outro: Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your radio